For those of you wondering where I have been, I am sorry for my absence. I haven't been here for awhile. I haven't WANTED to be here for awhile. In fact, one day I got up from my studio chair, walked out of the room, closed the door and didn't go back in there for months. The piece I was working on still sits on my desk in the same position I left it in. How does something like that happen so suddenly?
I'm not sure but I do know that looking back I only see long stretches of grey. Why? Who knows? What causes such a thing I can only guess at. The long cold winter had finally hit home? The realization that I will never measure up to the image I have in my mind? The fear that my eyes would never be the same and stressing them could only make matters worse?
I don't know what caused all this. I do know that somehow, someway I am slowly creeping back out into the light. I dyed a bunch the last few weeks. I found myself looking at colors and thinking...I wonder if I could capture that on silk? I am starting to have ideas again. I picked up a needle and sewed. I am not sure if I am out of the woods yet but I see the sun between the trees and I am going forward as fast as my legs will take me.